I don’t like the term “bed-rot”. I refuse to give such an ugly term to my recovery days. I’m now going to channel a cloud. Become soft, fluffy, wafting above my bed. I know I’m in my bed, but work with me here.

Basic cloud behaviour, just floating. If something stressful calls - answer no. I’m floating, can’t do stressful right now.

You of course have the option to become another kind of cloud at whim. Clouds choice.

Someone pissing you off? Thundercloud. Strike that mf to the ground and then go back to floating. No stress.

Something upsets you? Raincloud. Cry all the rivers. It’s okay and normal, you’re a cloud!

Hungry and need more food? Cumulus cloud. Eat and fluff up. Be admired by all those looking up at your majesty.